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    Mrs. Morse, her Children and Will Kidder.
more wrinkled and Mrs. Skewtonish than
of old, though I hardly perceived it.     She
t���a���l���k���e���d as usual, of her
prosperity and popularity at Poughkeepsie,
of Morse�s success in teaching drawing in New
York, of his general contentment and happiness
here, at Fordham.          I learnt that they
had lived awhile with Wilbour and his wife
(�must ask him about them) pronouncing him
mean, &c., &c.     I have forgotten to speak of
Mrs. Morse�s children � two � a boy of six,
and a girl of three who were in the house
in the early part of the afternoon, the girl
much petted by Lotty.       Boy light-haired,
big-headed and country-looking, girl voted
a marvel by mamma and surroundings; didn�t
see it myself.       Mrs. M. spoke of old Isaac
O. Davis and of Walbridge, the first as a
rejected admirer, the second as a heartless poli-
tician.          Presently her son Will Kidder
came in.       Six years had changed him so that
I should not have known him.     He lives with
Lotty, going to New York, to his place of em-
ployment of mornings, returning at night.    We
all supped together.      After an interval of talk
cards were proposed and we played whist,
Lotty and I against Mrs. Morse and Will.